Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson （克尔·杰克逊）-Nef the Pharaoh /Cardo
You know when I was a little kid I idolized Michael Jackson
And them shiny a**shoes that ni**a had
That ni**a was so d**e to me
I tried to moonwalk all over the whole house that's word to my mom
You could ask her
The other day when I seen these motherf**kers
I just had to make a song about em
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
See my life is like a movie but I'm not no actor
I smoke a wood into a doobie the w**d make me happy
I hit the mall and blow a bag and get it back and stack it
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking in Giuseppe's like I'm Michael Jackson
I smell like money so she put her hands on me
How you rich ni**a you ain't got no bands on you
B**ch I'm from California and I'm smoking California
That mean my w**d is very loud it got a strong aroma
Moonwalking in Giuseppe's she say Neffy sexy
I just hit her with the digits told the b**ch to text me
When she showed up to the crib I told the b**ch to neck me
Ordered her a luxury Uber she pulled off in a Lexus
How you finna stunt with no money you out here looking naked
Me and all my niggas one hunnid we out here getting chicken
I just spent two bands on my feet I'm really Giuseppe stepping
I don't leave the house with no tool I always stay with the weapon
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
I got top from Billy Jean
Lil boy I'm not your daddy
That mean I came all on her face
Lil boy I'm not your pappy
I'm only in it for the cheese
That mean I'm not your Neffy
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
See my life is like a movie but I'm not no actor
I smoke the w**d into a doobie the w**d make me happy
I hit the mall and blow a bag and get it back and stack it
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking in Giuseppe's like I'm Michael Jackson
I'm the ni**a off of Thriller I don't double dribble
I'ma turn it up a lot you turn it up a little
Call the quarterback sneak and run it up the middle
B**ch I think I'm Michael Jackson on this instrumental
B**ch I bought this sh*t on purpose
Wasn't coincidental
Yeah my sneakers cost your rent you think I'm out my mental
Stood on my tippy toes
That's how lil Neffy pose
Flex with my eyes closed
I spent another roll
Every time I'm in LA I stop at Roscoe's
Party at the AOD that sh*t was hella d**e
Ordered her a luxury Uber she pulled off in a Lexus
How you finna stunt with no money you out here looking naked
Me and all my niggas one hunnid we out here getting chicken
I just spent two bands on my feet I'm really Giuseppe stepping
I don't leave with house with no tool I always stay with the weapon
Walking in the streets like I'm Michael Jackson
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
See my life is like a movie but I'm not no actor
I smoke the w**d into a doobie the w**d make me happy
I hit the mall and blow a bag and get it back and stack it
Black Giuseppe's on my feet I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking in Giuseppe's like I'm Michael Jackson